Mommy Is Here

Tang Ping reacted a minute later but still followed Tang Hebe inside the bedroom. There she saw a small figure curled up on the bed whimpering softly. Tang Hebe moved the blankets and hugged that small frame into her arms.

"Shhh... It's okay. Mommy is here. Don't be scared." 

Her voice was soft and soothing as she continued to comfort the little boy. Tang Ping stepped closer to look at him. She couldn't tell him age clearly. He was too thin. Currently, tears were trickling down his face. But his eyes were closed tightly. It seemed he was crying in his sleep.

"It's just a dream," Tang Hebe was saying. "It's okay. Everything is alright."

Tang Ping just stood there not knowing what to do. So, she silently just watched. It took Tang Hebe fifteen minutes to calm down the boy whose sleep finally returned to peace. But Tang Hebe didn't put him on the bed yet, she continued to caress his head lovingly and patted his back comfortingly.